Atoms Family:Atoms All Stars Lyrics

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(Feat. Kasm)

(Kasm)Time will tellLet my rhymes swellMove in a citadelWith Cannibal Ox 12Hung off a cliffDrink the water but never fellNow I speak to infidelsAbout the integrity of cellsSearch for unityWhat seems to be a bottomless wellTo open people's mindsFeel like casting a spellThinking I'm powerlessIn this world all by myselfA musicianWhat's called magician(Accidentally before my health)Always want to move forwardThe last thing we want his hellMy man say, "Hell, where we at right now?"With a voice like a death knellPropositions, predictionsWe won't be living wellUntil we grow, have to make weed, and the restWe could killThat's illHow far away that isWon't want to buy a cellWhere abstract knows no propertyCould have you locked up in a cellOh, hellApocalypse that could all be for the betterNuclear weather that we fearCould have our children workin' together

(Alaska)Shit, I'm looking down my nose at y'allHopin' y'all don't think you're dope at allDon't be conceited, then I'll be thatI've been nice too longNow it's time for me to be thatTotal dominationI'm impatient with the conversationLacing most tapes, (you see clean)They should be in the budgetBe given out for freeOf an example of how not to emceeIn the superstar seminar (background: "Don't even fuck with me")Titled "Don't Fuck With Me"Luckily, got a sunny disposition(Pot to missin'?)But try dissin', you'll be posthumousYou spittin' in garbage writtensLet's bury the hatchetIn the back of half of faggotsParasitic maggotsAlaska automaticsFrom 3-point land with the L in my handAnd I don't think you understandMy brain goes deep like Janet JacksonPorno action, so you can get my vibe like Toni BraxtonWith the ass on the coverYou rock a (master cover)Your inadequaciesAlaska sees through that shitMost crews are backwardsCouldn't fill my shoesIf you my exact wordsGot some whack herbs thatDon't deserve to touch micsDon't know what emcees look likeI think my shit's the bestAnd most times you prove me right

(Crypic One)This graffitiVandalous, scandalousHip Hop's evangelistSpreadin' my gospel through the use unheard languagesSee, my third vision, yo, it's used efficientlyWhile you swim in the sea of artistic insufficiencyYo, lyrically, you (whippets), be tryin' to danceFirst, learn to crawl, then walk, slowly advance'Cause only the enhanced mind of a few individualsCan proceed directly to the use of complex lyricalsAnd, of course, you're forced to digest the pitifulsServed on silver platters, compact and digitalWhile we whip up miracles for Hip Hop's survivalMy culinary arts based on plates and vinylsAnd currently, you're currency seekingLike Gary Oldman, (toll) feedingAnd Romeo's bleedingAnd that's the sole reasonThat I'm forging destinyAnother victim's strickenBy the Atoms Family complexity

(Vast Aire)You will, and shall receive a headless executionFor not following the AtomsNebular constitution, thesePoems are living documents, so when I dieMy ionic generation collects the pieLet's question the "Dead End" sign on the road to prosperityOffend Vast, offend God, that is double jeopardyAfter I devour your planet through vanityA cold asteroid will become your "Manifest Destiny"And de facto segregation is appliedWhen one must be separated from the mic until the day of independenceAnd your representative of beginner, barely got his feet wetAnd tested, while blood flowin', heart muscle arrestedDue towards your process, Whatcha mean I can't knock it?If you sell false realities to put money in your pocketThis is not reasonable(And I'll tell ya,) "Try to limit this elastic clause"Without probable causeBe-causePostcards from the edgeThrow 'em from the tips of icebergsUsin' higher imaginationLike a nation of Steven SpielbergsAnd if, your if had any thought in itYou'd plead the fifthOr remain guilty until proven innocent

(WindNBreeze)Yo, people like the essence of pussMessing the flux upPessimistLessen the clutchSeparate messenger sepulcher epitaphYou suffer from lack of laugh blissGod aftermathYou have to graph the turbulenceOf your subservientPurple pin dinosaurFinal pause dying to sign up on yourSecurity blanketMinus stuffy sinusMindless timeless flowsYour whoobies goneYou find what?Your so called puritiesSank the ship you be floating onThe line is drawnYou mollusks get pelted from selling the soul of a swanEnveloped in total equations beyondThe behavior of bonds broken, no Psalms spokenSoak in the moat or the pond pokingPads of lily sass oh really?You don't have to fascinate the past debateTo fasten the snake skin beltIts smoother to grasp the grape skin welchPurer than Puritan ways peeps are on some knitServing the lightPendulum spinning 'em untilWomen in prison hit menopauseCats scratch with metal pawsTentatively swimming in rainbow fleshThe same ole guestsThe men'll pauseYou need iron gauzeYou're crying for more gauze padsI saw sad facesLeaving sad tracesDisappear like Casper with a cat's purrDeep crescendoWindnbreeze, Atoms Fam, body catch blur, see pen glow poly(Polyconcepteroid)

(Vordul)Trapped in cold daysMy rap flows insaneNew York the Cold VeinGot nothin' but fiends and broke namesStay frozen in the AppleWe chosin' to blow brainsYou niggaz is no-nameWhack, tryin' to flow in the rap game, I flow painThat kills detach (drills) and crack grillsThe fine line design, that's rap (hills)Swallowing cat pillsI shine for long, with mad skillsHold (laws), my nigga rides, still live, peace (out the laws)I know it's hard trapped inside, and can't watch the starsYou made it this far, and still hereLive niggaz pushin' through cold fear365 in it, the whole yearStress on my brain, I blow tearsYou know life, we flow spears, livin'Niggaz drink the O.E. liquidAnd paint rap visuals tight vividIt's like critics wanna bite the "dittick"I still rotten, and swing hooks like I'm RiddickBo-a constrict ya whole rhythmNiggaz is trapped in prisonRelax the systemI act with visionFly in the sky, live pigeon